Lyrics

Am I lying to myself when everyone else here sees right through me And all the products they've sold me I let them own me now don't I feel like such a man But I'll hide my guilt and no regrets Smoke a thousand cigarettes and slowly tear myself apart until Suddenly I'm in the middle of the part I love There's no rest for these feelings and I have had enough time to think There are several different ways to waste our time here Mine will be the one that digs my grave But anyway I can see for miles and miles Troubled are the few who reach for the stars And I don't even know where the hell we are But honestly I'm starting to think that I'm lost Like suddenly I'm in the middle of the part I love There's no rest for these feelings and I have had enough time to think So don't shoot me full of your lies, I know the profit song It moves the bones till round and round we go Can cite examples why I'm right, I don't look the same I can barely tell myself apart, like suddenly I'm in The middle of the part I love, there's no rest for these feelings And I think that enough is enough So don't tell me the same stories, I've heard them all before There's no telling what you're selling But I don't want it anymore, you think you've got it all But you don't have what we're looking for